Sussing the Pot PlantA Poem by NevilleSussing the
Pot Plant The green pot plant standing all alone, on the cool bottom black step of our new and still
shiny
spiral staircase, appeared to be moulting along with
the dog .. My dear good lady wife always notices such things and said, it was a fine example of subtropical,
variegated weeping fig .. Then she asked, if I thought, it may ever feel
lonely .. I said, I doubt it, after all, it’s got the dog and a view through our new triple glazed French windows, across the garden into the forest beyond .. She just smiled, wiped both of her eyes, and then,
wept
back to the dishes .. © 2025 Neville |
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1 Review Added on February 1, 2025 Last Updated on February 1, 2025 AuthorNevilleGone West folks....., United KingdomAboutSometimes my imagination get's the better of me and then the pen takes over .. more..Writing
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